Quote – “Afraid to Cry?” – 9/19/2020
“Some of us are unafraid to stand, while others are afraid to cry.” – Modern Romanticism
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“Some of us are unafraid to stand, while others are afraid to cry.” – Modern Romanticism
Read More“How many tears could a man have concealed upon a time when he was hungry, when to soon realize upon his loss that he was only thirsty? A man lives, to drink in what he never felt.” – Modern Romanticism
Read MoreBreaking between syllables, this painter is lost in his wreckage. A void for discovery’s sake, to see a face that looks back to his pain, to the absence. As this memory unites with himself, a hollowness begins to become so apparent in its torture. Just a single pang of loneliness, doubt, and uncertainty to keep […]
Read More“If love hurts, then love will survive. One should know the difference between the pain of loss, and the pain of sacrifice, in love. For if one has given their heart, then one has sacrificed themselves. That is the pain, to be named as the happiness for what one should know was a worthy departure […]
Read More“How can a person ever be wronged to glorify the power of love? We are nothing without it. Evolution is impossible, without it. For no insect could one day become an elephant, without love. Why do we say that to love, is not realistic? Why do we say of someone in love, they are never […]
Read MoreNo one told a manTo dust off his skin, in the corner.No one scolded the manWhose eyes blazed a stream to the future.No one could hold a manWho would cry in that cornerOver the faint photograph of a faceThat would never grow faint in his mind. He had told himselfThat his words are the loneliness.He […]
Read More“A generalization is not so much the trivialization of a person, place, or thing. It is more the act of simplifying a person, place, or thing so that ambition, as a drive for stupidity, does not bring in a chaotic mentality.” – Modern Romanticism A man is direct, and straightforward. He is weak, when he […]
Read More“Oh, ocean. Oh, tempest. Love is a storm that subsides, only when the worriment no longer has thunder. It can die down to a flicker. It will not fully extinguish. For love has its fear, its quakes, its rumbling and the movement that releases great waves. Though, upon this woman’s face, there are only the […]
Read MoreThere is nothing so decimating as the heart giving up. It is why I won’t. You are everything. My light would diminish, if I stopped loving you. It is a light that cannot vanish. My love! My light! My world. You are everything. My eyes fill with tears at the thought of smelling your hair, […]
Read More“All men are distractions to themselves. Their debates are numbered, and plentiful, from man to man. Yet, the one argument a man cannot defeat, is the woman, herself. For among all these distractions, and among all these attractions, there is the she who he cannot say ‘no’ to. There is the woman who he cannot […]
Read More“The man who does not fight until his dying breath for the woman he loves, has never been in love. The man who simply says he was once in love, yet has chosen to leave, was never in love. All men, in truth, when in love, must die for their love, must act as extreme […]
Read MoreLisa had walked. Now, she lays. Upon a back with her eyes to the sunlight. It is her ceiling. Such a golden wash of hues extends to her resplendent, ivory face. What woman, any like her, can be she who eclipses all the stars to make the pitch darkness? Then, to create a new sort […]
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